Magical Strategist

"You don't need to tell me this. I have long thought about joining China-Earth. I will fill out the application on the day of graduation." Zhenlong said.

His mother Yilu died in the Gangyi Alliance. He wants revenge and wants to wipe out Gang Yi.

"No need to go to so much trouble, just sign here." Piro pointed to the lower right side of the admission notice. Then he put his portable pen into Zhenlong's hand,

The real dragon holds the pen, and he knows the meaning of writing the name. It means immediately becoming a member of the special escort team and immediately accepting the control of the alliance. For a magician, this is a very honorable thing.

but!

No!

There is something important to do.

The real dragon took back the pen and handed it back to Piro.

"what happened?"

"I just want to think about it again."

"Why! Dad and Zhenye will be extremely happy if they know this!" Piro said anxiously. How could there be such a stupid brother? Working in the league, he knows very well that this is a rare and good job. "How long do you have to think about it?"

"Maybe a few years." Zhenlong replied. "I'm sorry to let you down for all your hard work."

His brother's thoughts could not be hidden from Piro. After getting along for so many years, he could guess almost every expression and look in the real dragon's eyes. "What are you hiding from me?"

"You don't want to join public office now, please don't force me." Zhenlong said pleadingly.

Piro looked up to the sky and sighed, shaking his head helplessly. "Okay, I get it. I respect your personal choice. But I have a piece of advice. I hope you will keep it in mind. Your magic power has improved rapidly, your habits have become more stable, and you have become more experienced in dealing with people. But your wings are still not full enough, so you can't go Do what you can’t do.”

Ok.

The real dragon nodded in agreement.

"I won't disturb your journey. Get in the car quickly. Take care!"

Take care of yourself!

The real dragon and the others said goodbye to Piro, the old housekeeper, the servants, and the cook one by one, and got into the carriage.

drive! drive!

The coachman drove the carriage, the wheels rolling, and gradually drove towards the mansion where he had lived for a month.

He left Shengjia and the place where he became famous in the battle between the real dragons of Lille.

After several days of long journey. Returned to Bordeaux College.

The carriage stopped.

At the gate, the dean, old man Huo Jin, the chief instructors of each department, and the management staff stood neatly to welcome the real dragon back.

As soon as the real dragon got off the carriage, he suddenly heard "Welcome home hero!"

Neat slogans and respectful bows.

The three real dragons were stunned on the spot. What's happening here!

Hawking staggered to the front of the real dragon and knelt down with a bang. He cried and said: "My child, you are so great, so great. You saved Bodor and made our college famous. I must kowtow to you!"

Podol College is facing the biggest crisis in its history because too much negative news has spread outside: it is said that Podol's magic can only light candles on birthday cakes, water flowers and grass, and loosen the soil in rice fields. It is useless. As a result, many students dropped out of school or transferred to other schools. As a result, the popularity of this prestigious school with a long history has also been declining.

But the real dragon told everyone with his actions that the magic of Bodor Academy is not just fancy, but a powerful magic that can win the Sky League championship!

Overnight, magical talents from all over the country rushed to enroll, and now all departments are full of places.

Zhenlong quickly helped Hawking up and said: "Grandpa Dean, why do you do this? Juniors can't bear it. Furthermore, it is an obligation to bring glory to the college. And all the teachers and seniors, thank you for your patience in teaching before and during the competition. Only then can I deal with it calmly.”

Among the crowd, Vulcan Baggio had tears in his eyes. He had watched the Real Dragon grow up with his own eyes. From a weakling to the league champion, he was proud of the Lille Real Dragon.

The real dragon is naturally a person who knows how to repay kindness. Baggio has shown kindness to him. Without the strict requirements of his master, he would not have achieved what he has today. He silently walked up to Baggio...

"Master, thank you!"

The real dragon opened his arms and hugged Baggio tightly. Two lines of tears fell immediately.

Baggio patted the real dragon on the back and said happily: "I'm proud of you!"

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After returning, Lille True Dragon naturally became a well-known figure in the entire school.

Many students came here to see the championship.

For several days in a row, Minghuo Peak was very lively with people coming and going. To celebrate, Baggio pulled many banners and balloons on Minghuo Peak.

There are all those who want autographs, confessions, and apprenticeships...

This exhausted the real dragon. They were all classmates and alumni, and it was hard to get rid of him, so he had to squeeze out a smile to greet him.

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After a few days, I was relieved after the limelight of pursuit passed.

It's hard to be famous.

Finally have some free time. Since the wound had not fully healed, the school allowed him to recover before attending classes. So there was nothing to do for a long time. He slept and read during the day, took a walk with Haitang in the evening, and had an ambiguous tryst on the swing in the park until late at night.

The same thing happens every day.

…………

Until noon that day, the good days came to a successful end.

The real dragon received a letter, and the sender was blank.

When I took it apart and took a look, my expression immediately became tense.

It's Eileen's letter.

It said: The time has been advanced. We will start taking action next month to land on the Blood Elf Continent before the "Ice Season" comes.

In other words, the real dragon has less than ten days to leave, leaving Bodor, where he has lived for nearly two years, to join forces with Irene and the others.

In fact, he had already started thinking about how to tell Baggio and the dean about his early graduation. Generally, students must study for at least four years and pass the final exam before they are allowed to graduate. If you drop out without permission, you will be expelled from school and will be on the "blacklist" from now on, and will not be reused by the alliance or the country.

However, there are also special personnel. Piro and Jasmine both graduated in three years. Haitang has noble privileges and the college has approved three-year graduation.

But in the history of Bordeaux, there has never been a graduate who graduated in less than two years.

The real dragon racked his brains and thought.

How could he not let Baggio know that he was planning to go to the Blood Elf Continent, and yet successfully convince them to allow him to graduate?

After thinking hard all afternoon, I finally plucked up the courage to go find Baggio.

When I came to Baggio's office, I saw the master who had just finished class reviewing the teaching materials.

Recently, the new students in the popular class have given him a headache. Some are naughty and disobedient, and some even threaten to blow Baggio's head off...

The instructor of Huo Class 1 had just joined the job, and he couldn't stop these thorns, so he had to let Mr. Huo take action personally.

Seeing the master working so hard and having to say goodbye to him soon, Zhenlong's nose couldn't help but feel sore.

Baggio was engrossed in his work and did not notice the real dragon at the door.

The real dragon stretched out his hand to knock on the door. But he retracted his hand.

The master must be very tired from working day and night, so he'd better come back tomorrow.

The real dragon hesitated for a while, then silently turned back...

"Huh? Lear, why are you standing here?" The vulture passed by the corridor and asked.

"I……"

Only then did Baggio know that the real dragon was coming. He dropped what he was doing. "Red hair? Are you here to see me?"

The real dragon nodded.

"Then why don't you come in and just stand there?"

"I'm afraid it will disturb your work."

"It's okay." When the real dragon came to his side, Baggio said in a concerned tone: "What's wrong? Your face is pale. What's wrong with you?"

"No. I...actually...I..." The real dragon hesitated, not knowing where to start.

"What are you doing, mother-in-law and mother-in-law? Just tell me if you have something to say. How many times have I said, a man should behave like a man." Baggio's temper suddenly rose. The real dragon was reprimanded on the spot.

Baggio's voice was so loud that the entire office area could hear his voice training the real dragon.

The real dragon was not angry, but rather moved and a little disappointed. Because I may never hear his curse again.

He mustered up the courage and said, "Master, I want to graduate as soon as possible."

Baggio's face twitched, his heart was turbulent, but he pretended to be calm and said: "What's wrong? Why are you so anxious?"

"There is something important that must be dealt with. Master, please approve it."

Baggio did not answer immediately. He slowly turned around, faced the window sill, looked out the window, and let out a long sigh. He asked meaningfully: "Have you considered it?"

Yes, the real dragon nodded heavily.

Surprisingly, Baggio did not object, nor was he angry. He said: "Yes, as a man, you must go out and continue to hone and grow, and create a world for yourself. How can you stay here. Since you have considered it, I will say nothing and respect your choice. road."

The real dragon shed tears of reluctance as he listened. The two-year master-disciple relationship is about to come to an end. "Master, I..."

"I know what you want to say. Come and see me when you have time. That's enough." Baggio said with a smile.

This was the first time that the real dragon saw him with a kind smile.

"Why are you crying? Wipe away your tears!" Baggio said seriously. Then he took out an application form from the drawer and asked Zhenlong to fill it out.

This is an early graduation application. After students fill it out, they need to be signed by the chief instructor and the dean.